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Dance Gavin Dance – Die Another Day Instrumental Lyrics

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Lay my tentacles in the crucible
Just to see the world
As something beautiful again
Melt my sins

Hes losing pounds, just lay him down
And pop it in its place
Take the scruff and pull it up
Hell die another day!

Start over, I cant bear to look back
Start over, I always run away
Sweet closure, cure me of my candor
Shoo, vultures, Ill die another day

Lay my tentacles in the crucible
Just to see my chores
As something meaningful again
From within
All out of breath from my warpath
Sweating toxicity, begging for amnesty
Make it a song, always a song
Can only tell you the truth in the chant of a tone

Ill never be enough unless I finish this sentence
Did it come into existence, or was it invented?
Only getting stuck because I already did it!

Start over, I cant bear to look back
Start over, I always run away
Sweet closure, cure me of my candor
Shoo, vultures, Ill die another day

Pigeon in my vision, frigid in the kitchen
Blithering, committed, piebald cow
Scummy ballerina standing on your femur
Pop your sloppy doggy eyeballs out
Started at the finish, did it in a minute
Living to flip in the breeze
Had to do the did it, rigid, ribbit critic
Making a pino go grig
God, whyd you have to do that to me?

Safe, sound on the other side
Back to devour what Ive been denied
Bad track record to be kind, but this time Ill be paying attention
Cant dwell on my damaged pride
I got moves to make, I got hearts to break through
Manic and erratic, but emphatic about learning the hard way learning the hard way

Need to bite the animal
To get my instincts churning
Shake up my camera roll
Been a minute, its been a minute
We dont obey
Its all a game
Theres no give and take, theres no give and take
Theres no talk but kill the king
No talk, just kill the king
They wont talk, just kill the…

Im shaking the plastic off, ripping the wrapper off
Students coming out clean
Devoted to master stroke, licking the envelope
Sending my bright blue flame

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